An online Catholic family dream poetry and art website and journal
with historical dream and dream drama textbooks
and science concepts,
This is a personal, creative family website of Sara Kumar.
I'm not asking for donations, and you can view my writings,
without paying money. If you'd like to perform my music composition,
my arrangement of Mozart's "Adagio for Glass Harmonica,"
a poem, or a dramatic piece, you can, and you are welcome to email me.
I received such loving feedback,
about my play, "About the Book of Joel,"
and with loving guidance, I have removed,
names of real people in cinema, living today,
and names of real places, and so much love,
and love is so needed here.
One of my books, "Colorful Dream Poem Book,"
was published in print, in 2024, but it is no longer in print,
and I have been editing an online version, these days,
and in my dream, I'm editing an online version.
I'm thinking about Eliot's poem, "The Waste Land,"
peace, and no human life is ever wasted,
and I thank God for this life,
and I don't know yet about doing in-print versions,
of my books also,
but I have dreamed about printed versions too,
and please know, I would like to keep my writings,
and books and scripts, in online files, available, at no cost,
for people to view.
After much thought and contemplation,
I have removed the music Youtube videos,
from this website, featuring the work,
of fellow artists,
and I am so grateful for their beautiful work.
If I feel joy, let me feel joy, Lord Jesus,
and music and rhythm were so needed,
to help us feel love,
and schools are so real-world,
and if we need quiet-time to study, now,
or rest, dear friends,
let it be so.
Even now, there it was, I heard a phrase,
dadada dee dadada dew,
I enjoy editing my work with friends, and harmony I hear,
and dear Jesus, where there is disunity, let me find peace.
Sara Kumar










The shadows are like
So newly polygonal
In this place, you know?
I need to thank God
For shoestrings that are lovely
My friend is so near
I thought about, after I thought
about a painting, thank God.
It's not pictured here,
but the dreams are connected.​
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Every lovely beauty
dream,
Darling homies,
let's listen to
our mp3's,
Thank God
Let there be peace internally,
Lord God










Dona nobis pacem,
no más violencia


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“Some say that we shall never know, and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer's day, and some say, to the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.”
Thornton Wilder,

Sanskrit is beautiful,
and so is Latin.
Lenguas antiguas son tan bonitas, and so are modern languages.
Text and wording by Sara Kumar
Text and wording by Sara Kumar
Pink-toned text and wording by Sara Kumar

What about dreams
with Sara Lee Apple Pie
and we can talk about
healthcare
and not be scared no more
and we can dream about
the cost of things
with love
and not be scared no more

What is the stuff
air is made of?
Meneeds to dream
about a ship,
and it don't cause me to slip
Deo Gratias
Text and wording by Sara Kumar
Text and wording by Sara Kumar




“ROSE: I been standing with
you! I been right here with you,
Troy. I got a life, too. I gave
eighteen years of my life to
stand in the same spot with you.
Don't you think I ever wanted
other things? Don't you think
I had dreams and hopes?"
wrote August Wilson
And I saw a teacher from a new land cross a long bridge safely, and Love came, and Love was there,
in my dream, and I had hope again.



Text and wording by Sara Kumar








“Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.”
Thornton Wilder,
Thank God for the placement
and the placement of the
seams on my pillowcases.
There is a header on each webpage,
so if you scroll down, you can view
more content after the header.
This is the end part of the header.
There is a footer on each webpage also,
and there, you can read about my life.
The vocation is to love, and let us try.
Sara Kumar, Internet Poet and Playwright, and sometimes,
In The Moonlight, I believe I am a Systems Engineer





2017, I found always

By Sara Kumar
​Waiting for U.S. Copyright
With God's Love
COLORFUL HOME POEMS



And I realized God did this actually!
with God!



AND LET GEORGE STILL COMPOSE, DEAR LORD GOD
Children love stories.




Let Tennyson be Tennyson.
Saints in Heaven, pray for us.
End of Volume 1: Childhood

~Thanks be to God ~
WORLD PEACE
PROJECT

I'm at home wid God.




Come Holy Spirit






Let us be
chaste and holy
in our love
Thank God for stars
on dolla bills and for
funds for college
and family living
Thank God for
the baristas who work
under Hollywood stars
and come home
late at night





Let the rain be gentle, Lord God

Home Peace
Project too

End of Volume 2: Family Living

Overwhelming Love From God
Fills Our Home
Open Places
TRUE LOVE IS SO NEEDED
ONE GOD, OUR BLESSED TRINITY
ONE LOVE
THREE PERSONS
She loved a soldier
She loved a shoulder to cry on
She loved a soldier and a shoulder to cry on too
She saw a soldier, comin’ down, and he was makin’ breakfast like her father in India
She saw a soldier comin’, go’on down, and makin’ breakfast like her grandmother in Tamil Nadu and she stopped
She saw a soldier comin’ down and makin’ breakfast for a friend and she stopped and smiled and said I need to eat too, don’t east alone
She saw a soldier comin’ down and makin’ breakfast for a friend and he said, come and eat also, and I’ll tell ya a story of war and I’ll let you be a friend and we’ll eat breakfast
And he began to tell her a story and said it was March of 1914 and a mathematician from India came to Cambridge and met another mathematician named Neville before he met another mathematician named Hardy
And the woman saw the soldier and said are you a soldier or what?
And the soldier said I work for the United States Army Corps of Engineers, and I’d like to tell you about mathematics and about the number 1729 that can be expressed as a sum of cubes, and do you love mathematics?
And the woman said no I like language and I’m a linguist and I speak five Indian languages including Dravidian based languages like Tamil and Telugu
And this woman realized she was hungry and said I know who you’re talking about and I’m from the same village as Ramanujan, and I like to eat meat because I’ve adjusted to the lifestyle here, and do you celebrate the Fourth of July?
And the man said, on the Fourth of July, I read the Russian newspaper and think about what they are thinking about in Moscow
And the woman said I like to think about North Korea and basketball
And the man began to sing about his love for reason and rhythm and this is what he said
Let it come with reason within your mind, tanak tune
Let it come with reason within your mind and in your heart too, tanak tune, and I like Daler
Let it come with reason within your mind and in your heart too, tanak tune, and I like Daler, and let it come with emotions that live with you
And she said, that jeeilive with you, continue, sir soldier, I don’t like music from Punjab, but I love Punjabi food
Let it come with reason within your mind and in your heart too and with emotions that jeeilive with you and this means?
Let it live with you it means, and my village was Erode by the Kaveri River; I can show you on an atlas, and have you heard of the Farmer’s Almanac?
I don’t jeeiknow about the Farmer’s Almanac, but I can tell you about erosion of dreams, and of Langston Hughes building a home
And the woman said I don’t know if I am safe with you here, but I will listen about Langston Hughes, because it is something unusual, and I like to think about unusual things
What do you do, may I ask, said the soldier who wore green pants with beige patches of shapes
I’m an artist, and I teach literature to children in jails
And she begins to draw in the sand, while finishing a piece of smoked bacon, and speaks
The grounding
Is something that pertains to beauty
I think of visuals
And so many see this and love to sit on colored sand
I am touched by something in "Oppenheimer"
It was a man who didn't say anything by a body of water, perhaps
And a man listens to opera and helps a boy smile
A saint came but didn't cover him with a blanket
And so, I wonder about life needing something more
And the man cooked more bacon and said he thinks he needs a hand and the woman said I’ll finish drawing here
And they wait for a reason to move




Jeelive
by Sara Kumar
Let's not
eat alone,
y'all.
And God touched her heart
about peace
with love























































